Praise Gob!

While currently going through a period of low motivation, I'm wishing that some magical power would just pop into my head and push buttons or zap something. When I was a teen, once or twice I think I tried to make a deal with God, something like "Help me with this, and I'll reconsider You!". Never answered, of course.

Meanwhile, science has proven a few times the power of the placebo. Just believe, and things get better right? Is there a way to make this happen, but without presuming supernatural intervention?

I'm at a disadvantage here, intellectually sure that--if there's a soul or power within me, it's just an illusion. But if it feels like Free Will, shouldn't that be sufficient? Science has also recently proven the power of placebo, even when the believer knows it's a placebo! There is a power, somewhere, that can be tapped.

Where is this power? Is it separate from myself, or is it myself? I'm confused! But that's ok, right? The goal here is to not think about it. Just believe.

Just believe in the synapses, dendrites, action potentials; the cosmic power of neuronal networking. That gob of stuff in the cranium. (Oh man, I'm sure this sounds corny. Ok, so be it. Corny on the Gob, then.)

Let there be Gob! So, can I finally settle for this half-belief, somewhere in between reality and delusion?

Won't you join me, as I pray to Gob? No, wait. I'll just imagine that everyone is with me, in spirit.

Aye, much of the interactions between body and mind are not yet understood, it was for instance also proven that a more expensive placebo has a greater effect than a cheaper one. Makes one wonder what else is hidden in the depths of our organic OS.

If you want Gob to be worshiped I would advice less thinking, more hymns, definitely some old men in long robes, severe sexual repression and of course all of it in endless repetition. You will basically ingrain a new subroutine ("MUST OBEY GOB!") in your own shoddy organic OS and those of Gob's followers. But what the heck, why not? It's your OS, and it's all that you really are, some upgrades and tweaking is what we call progress, right?

We all have an incredibly complex quantum computer for a brain with a hopelessly primitive OS, I don't know about you guys out there, but my primary operating instructions are not all that enlightened, and my (equally shoddy) organic OS is more like a pig strapped to a rocket than that it resembles an active operator of the body.

Anyways, if you need clergyman, I am definitely available to help you as long as it does not interfere with my primary operating instructions.

"Anyways, if you need clergyman, I am definitely available to help you.."

A few months ago I found a 'Values' test on the web. I took the test, and it can back, that I am between Nelson Mandela and the Dali Lama. I added to my FB page that I am very willing to have an audience with any lost soul needing a new compass bearing. Sadly, it is unclear if my compass is worn out, or is just set to a different spacial geometry. While a second opinion concerning 'reality' could be helpful, you might just re-arive at where you began, with your mind even more full of unsettleing questions.

Well, that's the whole problem isn't it? If you ask about reality, be it moral reality or physical reality people tell quite different stories. That's why it's important to discuss reality and morality with people, you don't have to agree with them to be able to learn something new or to get a new perspective.

And a mind full of unsettling questions seems to be more attractive to me than a mind with all the answers.

Whether you are watching cloud formations form in the sky, or whether you're at home watching some TV Series like "Desperate Housewives", in the end it's all about being actively involved in what you are doing by applying your knowledge/understanding to predict and analyze events based on observed patterns, memory and creativity.

In the end, your brain is nothing more than a "machine" dedicated to gathering and processing information, the need to get new information seems to be highly essential to that task and as such, people crave new information. It's just the direction/flavor of our interest that differs.

As such, we only stop exploring when our brain seizes to function, until that time I am forced by my data addicted crackwhore of a brain to keep searching for a new fix!

When I am not surrounded by culture, which seems rather rare, sadly, it seems to be wonderful to just be in the world. So I just take it for what its worth. While in culture, I feel drained, and desire excape.